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beauty and brains
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beautyandbrains3mthCommentedhow cute
"That is why she's my friend. She needs no restraint," Artemis smiled.- beautyandbrains3mthCommented
omg
"We were kind enough to give you that grape," the voices said. - beautyandbrains7mthCommented
this is so saddd
Although he was still a long way, he could hear the ravenous howl of his sister Dana and her claws scraping relentlessly at the iron bars she was caged in. His heart twisted painfully. He remembered all too clearly how Dana had slowly wasted away after the passing of her mate. He swore on his late father's grave to avenge her even if it meant travelling to the end of the world to seek his revenge. It was with the same zeal he was determined to find a way to restore her sanity and position. - beautyandbrains7mthCommented
Your such a good writer omg
What had it been now? Four years since she was due to be born again by the moon goddess; to start life anew; to connect with a divinity that made her different from the humans. Now at nineteen, it seemed almost impossible and she knew she was going to have to live in misery for the rest of her life. No wereman wanted a woman who hadn't wolfed out. It was equivalent to getting married without seeing your menses. Besides when one had not wolfed out it could be interpreted as a sign of weakness; sometimes it was a sign that one had been rejected by the moon goddess as punishment for an ancestral sin; sometimes it meant that one's legitimacy needed questioning. - beautyandbrains7mthCommented
Aww💔
The moon cast a dim red glow over the surface of Aysun. Daylight still stole the evening as dusk had just begun its ascent into the sky. The older werewolves took on their animal physique and howled excitedly as they went about preparing for the blood moon festival. Excitement clouded the air; there was still much to do and much to be enjoyed. It was a festival like no other and this one was especially special. Usually, the blood moon could be sighted only once in two years but this year the moon goddess was blessing them with two festivals within a month or so Maha their priestess had prophesied. The younger ones ran about half-naked, taunting and jesting amongst themselves. Velma watched them with reserved jealousy. If only she could return to her childhood when she was unburdened with the pressure of wolfing out and finding a mate.